Poem written by Daphne09 on Sunday 16, September 2018

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A short poem about the seasons and their connections

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If summer is drowning in blistering hot water, then fall is gently emerging, winter is freezing dead in the bitter cold, and spring is gliding back down under the surface

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    Very nice. Good observation. I enjoy your short poetry.
    This poem was hot and cold to me. Grin
    Thanks for sharing